This is a song about "Jack the killer"

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Now this is what i call an evening

Why we gotta fight

Jack your wheels at the red light

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Lay the giant to rest i'm the jack of all trades,

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

On a snake who faked the jack, yo, lift it back

I eat you like a afternoon snack, and i pour in the side glass some jack/

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

I made a promise to the mirror

Motivation from nipsey or glasses, jay rock

Someone always getting shot, the killer doesn't get caught